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itsmarjudgelove · 2 years
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Warlord and Daimyo Wakisaka Yasuharu Died on This Day, September 26, 1626
Born in Omi, modern day Shiga Prefecture, Wakisaka Yasuharu is typical of the daimyo of the late Sengoku period having served under a number of lords, originally being in the service of Akechi Mitsuhide under Oda Nobunaga.
Upon the death of Nobunaga and the subsequent killing of his assassin, Mitsuhide, Yasuharu joined the forces of Toyotomi Hideyoshi, achieving fame in becoming one of the Seven Spears of Shizugatake. As one of Hideyoshi’s most trusted generals, and as commander of Hideyoshi’s maritime forces, he was awarded the fief of Awaji Island in the Japan Inland Sea.
He participated in Hideyoshi’s campaign to quell Kyushu, the Siege of Odawara, and both invasions of Korea, during which he annihilated the Korean Navy under Won Gyun in July 1597.
Although initially expressing interest in being alongside Ieyasu in 1600, he and his 1,000 samurai sided with the West at the outset. Together with Kobayakawa Hideaki, Ogawa Suketada, Akaza Naoyasu, and Kutsuki Mototsuna, they would betray the west, and side with the Tokugawa. their actions would turn the tide of the great battle at the last minute.
For his actions at Sekigahara, Ieyasu awarded him Ozu Castle, a fief in Iyo Province (Ehime Prefecture, Shikoku) worth 50,000 koku, and from there to Iida in Shinano Province (Nagano Prefecture). He died aged 72 on September 26, 1626.
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momdomsenpai · 2 years
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𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑 𝐈𝐈𝐈
⊹ I’m autistic. The spectrum of autism is very broad, and not only am I young but this is a very recent discovery for me, so please be gentle and bare with me.
⊹ mommyd, gender-fluid fem-bodied, bisexual
⊹ I’m a cancer and an infp, obviously a true sweetie at heart, but the rest of my chart reveals that I indeed have a cruel streak…you just need to get to know me
⊹ I’m 21 🫡 I turned 21 this summer in July, so you know damn well I’ve been living my best life since I made it here. Hallelujah.
⊹ my simp list includes, but is most certainly not limited to: maki zen’in, ochako uraraka, nobara kugisaki, hagakure toru, kyojuro rengoku, naoyasu kuguri, atsumu miya, megumi fushiguro, the choso kamo, itadori yuji, Akaza (the painful irony), and touya todoroki
⊹ I’m addicted to good music. Like, good, good music, that makes you ascend into new dimensions and smell colors and see thoughts and shit. Yeah. Music can change your life.
⊹ I am black, black, blackity-black. Did I mention I was black? Oh yeah, I’m also…American. Less proud of that, lmao.
⊹ movies I love love love? So glad you asked. The entire scream series, black panther, avatar, hocus pocus (a seasonal must-watch), collateral beauty (for the ‘time’ actor. He’s literally so good), and rocky (don’t ask)
⊹ I’m a shifter. Ohoho yeah, baby. You already know.
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cozymoko · 3 years
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I'm hungry for KNY yanderes too lol...
Akaza X Female Reader... Romance and Yandere together 🖤 give it to me pleeease... The scenario... Akaza it's observing her for a while than he gets obsessed... The rest it's with you!!!
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WITHOUT KARMA
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Pairing: Akaza Naoyasu x female reader
Warnings: Yandere themes
Format: Scenario
Word Count: 559
Please proceed below the cut.
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A temptress, that you were. Dancing under the gentle moonlight as the chilled wind gifted your skin the tenderest of kisses. You remained light on your feet, oblivious to the predatory eyes that watched you from afar. They tracked your every move, taking in the beauty that painted your lovely face.
He hated the feeling. The feeling of being controlled, by an unknown emotion at that. The bitter feeling gnawed away at his heart, each bite more painful than the last. His desire to feel your skin was growing beyond content as he could barely hold himself back.
You couldn't have been no mere mortal.
The demon watched you dance every night. In the same spot, you were always in, a place that had brought him so much comfort. Watching you twirl and twirl until you could do no more. Reach out towards the sea as the waves begged for an encore, you were ethereal.
Nights without you were never the same. As he sometimes ventured to your spot only to be left with vacant space. There were no signs of your footprints, not a single one in sight. Your scent didn't linger as it usually did. Everything around him felt quiet, almost dead. What a shame.
But no, emotions like that could not be tolerated. Not anymore at least.
You clouded his head, more than physically comfortable. Leaving him with reckless thoughts of whisking you away, taking you as his own. Watching you from a distance was no longer enough, his thirst had risen beyond quenchable. The tightness in his chest was growing tighter by the second, snatching his breath away. Lovesick he was not, he wished to kill you.
Hurt you as you hurt him every moment you looked away. Every time you gave your attention to someone, something that wasn't him. Allowing those around you to soak up your beauty even though they didn't deserve such. You were his, how could you do such a thing?!
With each aching moment, his fascination grew much stronger. Unbearable is only a mere fragment of what it could be. He was itching to hold you, see you up close, and finally, see you for himself. Make pools of tears pour out of those pretty eyes of yours, rolling down your soft skin. To lick them away, much to your displeasure.
However, patience is a virtue.
A time, of course, he made one. A time to make you his forever, to turn your life upside down. But he was hesitant, oh so hesitant to see how your dances would vary once he did. Your loose, angelic movements turning dull, filled with sorrow. He's contemplated the outcome many times, each varying to benefit his own. Though none of them felt...right.
But, no matter. One's greed may just drive them insane, will it not? The desire to have something so inadequately that you discard the feelings of those around you. Not bothering to think twice about those you've hurt, blindly stole the joy of. Overlooking the tears they've shed, the pain you've caused them. It means nothing to those who are selfish.
That's what Karma's for, correct? To give back to those who sin. Punishing them for their actions, presenting them the damage they've caused. The same amount for the depth of the crime, the obsession. That's the beauty of life, don't you think?
Unfortunately, none of that applies to him.
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